It’s a horrible feeling to know, or rather acknowledge, that you have let yourself go. I don’t care that I wake up late and don’t have time to wear a dab of my regular makeup. I don’t care that I no longer drink green tea in the morning to detox. I no longer care that once upon a time I was lacto-ovo-vegetarian at work to cut down my meat intake (since I had so many allergy reactions since I started work). I don’t exercise.
I just don’t care.
No wonder I’ve been feeling so blergggh recently.
What do you do when you no longer care for yourself and yet have an expectation to care for other people?
This sounds depressing but actually it’s not. It’s just that I have to acknowledge that once upon a time I took a really good care of myself. Probably I should start.
